The Closer I Get (To You)

I trip at every step I take to you. I fall at every hurdle but I push on through. I don’t want to admit it but there’s no other way of seeing it - I’ll never get closer to you. My words get mixed up and unclear when I’m nervous, and I drink too much beer. The hole gets bigger as I dig dig dig it - then I fall in it and it’s clear. I’m an idiot - a first class fool, an unpolished jewel. I’d get first prize in any competition for last position. The closer I get to you the more stupid the things I do - I don’t like it but it’s true. I’ve got no idea! I wish I had it would make things easier - but as it stands I feel there’s no chance in us advancing - if I thought there was I’d take the chance and ask you if you might come romancing - but the closer I get to you, the more stupid the things I do. I can’t help it but it’s true.

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